Vince was digging through stuff today and found this old picture of Speck.
He was just a puppy there. He’s been gone a bit over 4 years and there’s not a day that goes by that something doesn’t happen that I don’t think about him. I still can’t get through writing about him without a few tears. I loved that dog so much.
He was so pretty and, as far as dachshunds go, he was sweet. We sure had some funny Speck stories. Addie had met him a couple of times and when they got their Husky, she insisted on naming him Speck. Now she will say “Why did you name your dog Speck, when that’s our dog’s name?” Hmmm . . I think I should be asking YOU that question!
What I wouldn’t give to have another dog just like him!